I've always loved this story, too, Kaylle! It's thw wonderful "A Love Well Worth The Wait" by Tracey!
Now...as we know, Clark's disguise is very good and has fooled everyone... even Clark himself!
"Cut the touchy-feely stuff, Clark. What I'm trying to say
is that you don't know who gave birth to you. I mean, it
could've been anyone. Maybe they're not even from this
country. Maybe not even from this *planet,*" she said
carefully.
"Lois! What *are* you talking about?"
Okay, Lane, enough with the indirect approach. You're tied
together in a room somewhere (probably) in Hobbs Bay; you
don't have time to break the news slow and spare Clark's
feelings.
"Clark, you're Superman."
The room was suddenly quiet. Lois could hear her own
breath, the shallow in-out allowed by the constricting
ropes. But she heard nothing from behind her. Clark was
silent.
"Clark, did you hear me? I said you're Superman."
Clark's response was slow in coming, and his tone dripped
with exaggerated patience once he did begin to speak.
"Lois, now I know we've been abducted and tied up, and I
know you're possibly the biggest Superman fan in
Metropolis, and I know we both wish Superman would come by
and rescue us, but-"
"Clark, don't patronize me! I know what I'm talking about.
We don't need to wait for Superman to swoop by and save us;
*you're* Superman!"
It's up to you!
Simona
